A person’s wandering

Fleeting yuandun. Wanton wandering is imprisoned in this qualitative world. I want to wait until later, if the shoes are still there, my steps will not stop. It was said that I could warm this life with a blooming time. Therefore, I walked from early spring morning to late autumn, but I never met those discarded and exiled. The lonely youth is still indulged in wandering, not for Hua Deng, but for the kite singing in the south of the Yangtze River in Sanskrit. Take a strange road, see a strange scenery, meet a strange person, and then imagine a strange you, postscript on the tip of the pen. It’s just you, passing by that I can’t meet. My words are not worthy of your beauty. You shake your hands and disperse all your beliefs. If one thousand flowery flowers are withered, you should also dance a song of beauty. The smile like a flower will not cover the fragrance because of the flowing comb at that time. The time flies, the season changes the season, and the place you pass, the shadow flickered gently, and those hidden were memories that could not be recalled, so we could only recall the mood with words. However, the mood for me is already empty. The sadness of walking on the misty lake had already faded away. Jiangnan er yue, chapters ruohua, gentle like A, memory also attributed to quiet beauty. My ups and downs also gradually fade in wandering. When two feet stand on the ground, the weak and boneless words can only be sent between the left hand and the right hand. Traveling alone is not just about thinking that sunny days should be better; Rainy days should be better. When you pass the sun, you can see the light of your fingertips. Hot South, not cold. I have never thought that when the last green leaf turns pale yellow, whether the late autumn will be as before. Also like Lao Yan, he skimmed over the city back and forth, but every time he arrived, it was a different terminal. I am not dandelion, and I can wander among the grass and breeze; I am not sunflower, either, just like living in the sun. So I can’t stop at the place where I want to stop like dandelion, nor can I catch a glimpse of the direction of the shadow like sunflower. In that direction, sad words are as usual. The fleeting time was like fireworks, but it was just a moment of youth. Before I could say goodbye, I walked a long way lightly. Memory is just the wound of being unable to speak. The more beautiful you are, the more lonely you are. It’s not too early to grow up, but there will always be big and small regrets. Lingering among the cities, the car window is constantly performing four seasons replacement. As a result, the unknown becomes more and more strange and lonely. Then, I went back to the original place and felt tender. I don’t know how much courage I have left, maybe I understand the recklessness at that time! Heart, I have been walking towards a far place for a long time, and I am used to not holding umbrellas even when it rains. In The Sky of October, there is a little blue, mood and loneliness. In fact, it has nothing to do with everything. Because I have been wandering for a long time, I am destined to have an affair with loneliness. Like (prose editor: prose online) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…